In effort to continuing organizing things for my book, the other day I pulled out some boxes of old photographs, early pictures of my own as well as some student work.
I started scanning some of this stuff, for possible inclusion.
I did find some good pictures, and it was nice to find some memories I hold in these photographs again.
In some cases, I do remember who made each of these pictures, but in other cases they remain anonymous.
But in each case, I remember when and where they were made, and in what process.
And I do think a few of these pictures will make it into the book.
I do really like these photographs!
It’s also nice to go back and revisit some experiences and relationships I’ve had as a teacher, relived in these pictures.
I mean, isn’t that what photography is about? In its most essential form?